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I froze at his accusation. He was glaring at me with cold and revengeful eyes. How could I be the mole when I didn’t even knew who Luca Martinez was? And how on earth could he have proofs against me?

It was surely a trap. Someone was trying to frame me. But how do I prove my innocence to them? Would Ermanno believe me?

I looked at him to find him staring intently at me. A tear slipped from my right eye. Just when I was going to confess my love for him, Alessandro blamed me for trying to kill Ermanno.

I couldn’t even think about it in my dreams. I loved him too much. Even when I feared him, I never wished to harm him in anyway.

Was my fate trying to take some sort of revenge from me? When I wanted to escape the marriage, I was forced to stay. And now, when I had fallen deeply for him and want to spend my life with him, I was accused of trying to take his life.

And the person accusing me was none other than his own nonno. I knew that he believed Alessandro more than his life. He was his grandfather while I was a stranger to him even after our betrothal. He had known me for such a little time, while Alessandro brought him up, after his parents’ death.

He would surely trust him. But I won’t give up without trying. I looked into his eyes and said, “I swear, Ermanno. I am not the mole. I don’t even know who Luca Martinez is!”

“How do you know the name Luca Martinez, if you are not involved? I didn’t mention it!” he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

I looked at Ermanno, helplessly. My heart was hammering in my chest violently. He averted his gaze to Alessandro and said, “I have mentioned it to her several times.”

“That doesn’t matter now. She has been working for him and now she is caught,” he spoke glaring at me.

Tears rolled down my eyes as I pleaded, “Please trust me. I beg you. Someone is trying to trap me. I didn’t do anything.”

Alessandro shouted, “I have proofs! I have pictures of you with him.”

I defended myself, “They can be mopped. I didn’t even hear his name before coming here. I don’t even know how he looks, then how can I meet him?”

He retorted, “The pictures are real. I have, have them checked. They are not at all mopped.”

I was feeling helpless. I didn’t knew what to do to prove my innocence to them. And on top of that, Ermanno was looking at both of us with a neutral expression. I couldn’t figure out what was going on in his mind.

I was more worried about his trust in me. I knew that if he didn’t trust me that day, our relationship would be doomed for life. But I had no idea what to do to remove all the allegations on me.

Alessandro spoke yet again, “Nothing you would say is going to help you. No one is going to believe you. You are proven a traitor. And there is only one punishment of traitors in our world, death. And you are going to be tortured until your last breath. So that you regret even thinking about betraying me and my nipote.”

(Grandson)

Ermanno’s silence was killing me. I guess, he didn’t believe me. I was heartbroken as a sob erupted from my throat. My heart was clenching painfully in my chest and it was getting difficult for me to breath.

I wanted to confess my love to him before I died, but even my last wish was left unfulfilled. If I confessed it at that moment, he might think that I was saying all that to save myself. There were strong chances of him, not believing me.

He forwarded his hand to grab my arm, but Ermanno held his wrist before he could even touch me. I looked up at him hopefully, but his eyes were directed towards Alessandro with determination.

He spoke, “I trust her. I believe her that she is innocent.”

Alessandro argued, “But nipote, I have proofs against her.”

He argued back, “They could be to trap her. I know that she won’t ever think about harming me.”

Alessandro spoke with agitation, “You believe her over me? ! Over your nonno? I have raised you and you are going against me for her?”

Ermanno tried to convince him, “I am not going against anyone, nonno. But, I can’t deny the truth that she is innocent.”

Alessandro spoke, “Stai sbagliando, Ermanno.”

(You are making a mistake, Ermanno.)

Ermanno sighed, “So cosa sto facendo.”

(I know what I am doing.)

“Sei stato accecato innamorato di lei. Ti stai rifiutando di vedere le ragioni,” Alessandro yelled at him.

(You have been blinded in love with her. You are refusing to see the reasons.)

I was not getting a word they were speaking. I stood there with a wildly beating heart, waiting for my verdict.

Ermanno spoke to him, “Non mi pento di amarla. E sono pronto per essere distrutto da lei. So che non me ne pentirò mai.”

(I don’t regret loving her. And I am ready to be destroyed by her. I know that I won’t regret it ever.)

“Sei diventato pazzo!” Alessandro spoke coldly looking into his eyes.

(You have gone insane!)

Ermanno replied confidently, “Mi dispiace, nonno. Ma non alzerò il dito su di lei. Mi fido di lei.”

(I am sorry, grandpa. But I won’t raise my finger on her. I trust her.)

“Don’t come back to me regretting when you see her true face.” saying that he turned on his heels and left from there.

Ermanno turned towards me. I instantly spoke, “I swear Ermanno. I have not done anything to betray you. I don’t even know him. I don’t know how to prove myself but I swear someone is trying to frame me.” I broke down hysterically.

He immediately enveloped me in his arms and consoled me, “Shhh! I trust you, amore mio. I know that you are innocent.”

I hugged him back tightly and said, “Thank you so much for trusting me. I don’t know what I would have done if you wouldn’t have believed me. I was so afraid that you would leave me.”

He assured me, "No tesoro , I won’t ever leave you. Don’t stress about anything. You don’t have to thank me for trusting you. I know that you are not guilty and I would prove that to nonno too.”

“Thank you,” I told him gratefully.

He tightened his hold on me saying, “Sei troppo innocente, piccola. Non farei altro che fidarmi di te, amore mio.”

(You are too innocent, baby. I wouldn’t do anything rather than trusting you, my love.)

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